I am Louise d'Cann. But no! Not here! Meet me in my bakery, Monsieur. says a rather large women in the crowd who then bustles off in the direction of the bakery.
Good, best you not interfere. And we don't need outsider's help. The priest mutters in response to Ingot. You can hear murmured whispers from the crowd in agreement. He then begins to slide the coffin onto a small wagon and starts to hook it up to the horses nearby. The crowd starts to dissipate, keeping away from the strange youth in the process.
Good, best you not interfere. And we don't need outsider's help. The priest mutters in response to Ingot. You can hear murmured whispers from the crowd in agreement. He then begins to slide the coffin onto a small wagon and starts to hook it up to the horses nearby. The crowd starts to dissipate, keeping away from the strange youth in the process.
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